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three 6 mafia - alright (feat. three 6 mafia) lyrics

chorus:
(d.j. paul)
you dealing with some thugs
who like to hit it from the back (back)
with no kind of strings attached
what you think about that shorty

(gangsta boo)
you dealing with some b-tches
who like cheese up front (front)
get down on your knees up front
now what you think about that baby

(d.j. paul)
you dealing with some thugs
who like to hit it from the back (back)
with no kind of strings attached
what you think about that shorty

(gangsta boo)
you dealing with some b-tches
who like cheese up front (front)
get down on your knees up front
now what you think about that baby

verse 1:
(gangsta boo)
n-gga please
im hotter than 100 degrees
poppy in me
be s-xin until we come to our knees
gimme’ yo’ cheese
before i get my n-ggas and weed
flatten you out
take care of that
that’s how it be baby
me and my girls cost to much for you n-gga
asked the n-gga in the jag
can you get with me n-gga
h-ll no!
im the b-tch wit the chronic that’s getting high
makin’ money, lookin funny
when i f-ck on you guys
d-mn right! im the b-tch of da night
no matter what
thugged out
in some “sean john” jeans
a big b-tt
what you seein when im walking on by
i see you lookin
whether male or female
human i see you lookin’
(big p-ssy)
when im packin’ yo’ n-gga
you know the taste
at the “s” it’s 99′
you serve me wit’ cha’ face n-gga
you know we did it
you be trickin’ like daddy
oops i spilled the beans baby
i be braggin’ like this
and ya heard ?

(repeat chorus)
(d.j. paul)
i seen em’ coming out the club
drunk up off the ???
barely able to stand up
barely able to fall down
hanging in the bathroom
with my dogs
snort about two b-lls
now i need a warm c-nt
for a d-ck and two b-lls
it’s paul
in a jag
but ain’t bout’ to brag
im trying to grab a little hot somethin, skallywag
sumpin bout it
sumpin down
a straight ghetto -ss ho!
sumpin ready for war!
cause hen and blow will make your -ss go!
all motherf-cking night dont play
drop yo’ jawbones, it’s on, cause this d-ck im gon lay
now n-ggas want a real d-cksucker
come down south
make you say
“d-mn, girl you still eat with that mouth”!
then she turned over, c-nt dripping like a faucet
i called my dog juice man cause this ho about to toss it
im f-cking wit chu, cause you f-ck wit me!
and corpus christy sent a bad little somethin to my whole team (olay)

(repeat chorus)
(juicy “j”)
first my n-gga call the freak
tell her she got d-ck to eat
b-lls and all standin tall
dont forget the jack the meat
tell her fire dope we keep
optimos and swisher sweets
heard she liked it from da back
in the bathroom, toilet seat
paul said she rolls a blunt
with bad b-tch weakly cut up funk
i don’t wanna hit the junk
just grab my yay we’ll get her drunk
“my n-gg, what chu’ waitin on” ?
“hey let me use that other phone” (alright)
“f-ck that, she got skin to hit
im’a call that ho while she at home”
“h-llo” ??
“what’s the bidness b-tch” ??
“who is this” ??
“mr. d-ck” !!!
“im bout’ to come and scoop you up” !
“for what” ?
“for what the f-ck, the cl1ck”
my dog said you got the cl-ss
silicon wit the -ss
don’t even need a bag
to hide your face
they say you bad !
rumors say you turn em’ out
in da car, or on da couch!
never hear em’ yellin’ ouch!
d-ck and b-lls up in yo’ mouth!
grab my yay and henny hen
maybe you can bring you friend
“do you n-ggas got that blow?”
“yeah” !
“come and ??? it then.”

(repeat chorus)

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